Forced in Foreclosure - IX
(m/f, i/r, n/c)
by
Black Demon

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Standard Disclaimer!
This is a fictional story intended for Adults only!
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Note:  The story below is a story in itself.  However, it is also a direct spinoff
of the earlier story entitled:  ‘Forced in Foreclosure 1 thru 8’
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Smiling widely to himself, Rufus Johnson just loved how the ebb and flow of the business cycle went, as tough times for others was a boom for him.  When times were good, like over the past two years when the economy picked back up following the pandemic, people were optimistic and buying beyond their means, and now reality had set in when interest rates skyrocketed and commercial real estate pretty much became a bust with the onset of employees working remotely from home.  Rufus just loved his job as a mortgage appraiser where he go and meet those in arrears to hear their story and also to inspect the property.  Telling the mortgage company that the home inspection looked good and that his interview of the owner(s) was positive in his opinion as to them getting back to current status, was what was needed for the company to issue an approval of the mortgage extension.  So he held all the cards, giving him the access to what he craved most .................................a beautiful bitch who would spread her sexy white legs in order to save her home! 


Mr. Ned Morris (29) and Mrs. Julie Morris (28), married 3 years, no children, mortgage 4 months in arrears: 

Having filled out the first two pages of the thick packet given to him by the mortgage appraiser, Ned saw his wife getting herself a glass of water from the kitchen sink after having shown Mr. Johnson the den and living room areas.  Then his wife was slowly moving towards him, moving next to him when the appraiser was looking at the outside view, then he heard his wife's nervous voice telling him "I'm really nervous, Ned ..........................he pretty much insinuated that "He can assure us getting the extension .....................................if I was to have sex with him  You ............................you should show him the rest of the house, honey!"  Ned held up the stack of papers in his hand and advised "But I've got a long way to go in getting this all filled out!  And it's probably just your imagination that he's hitting on you!"  But Ned knew that it wasn't his wife's imagination, for he had earlier seen her leading Mr. Johnson towards the den and living room, at which time the black bastard gazed down at her shapely ass and legs with his lips forming a silent whistle.  He then pictured his lovely wife alone with the black appraiser, taking off her clothes for him in order to get the much needed mortgage extension.    

Having checked over the file of the young couple, Rufus Johnson saw that the husband had previously been working for a national firm that had downsized quite a bit, the pay for his new job was quite a drastic cut.  With the current household income on a joint basis now on the borderline of the bank's guidelines, it was Rufus' decision that would carry the most weight as to the approval or not of the mortgage extension request.  In going to the social media sights, he found one for Mrs. Julie Morris and the posting of the name of her employer matched that of the mortgage extension request.  Looking at the various pictures posted up on her social media page, the head between his legs told him to give the couple the extension ................................if she were to spread her sexy white legs to be dicked ..................................and the head on his shoulders fully agreed!  'So, Mrs. Morris ............................it's gonna be all up to ya ........................................how badly do ya want that extension?' he pondered.     

Looking up when hearing the mortgage appraiser telling Julie to show him the master bedroom, Ned saw his wife looking towards him with fear in her eyes as she was looking for him to come to her aid.  He observed how close the big man was standing next to his frightened wife, saw the large ebony hand pushing the dress over her left shoulder, so there was no mistaking what and why the black bastard wanted Julie to show him the master bedroom.  But instead of objecting or going to his wife's aid, he nervously panted out "Thanks for showing him around, hon!"  Ned swallowed deeply upon seeing the shocked face on his wife's beautiful face, the look of disgust on her face as she stared back at him, then saw her close her eyes as if she was in deep thought. 

Ned observed his wife looking down to where the shoulder of her dress had been, now bared with the large ebony hand covering it, Julie looked up towards him once again at which time Ned looked back down to the paperwork at hand.  With his wife turning to lead the way down the hallway towards their master bedroom, Ned observed the appraiser large hand remaining on Julie's bare shoulder, then observed the black bastard turning back to give him a wide smile.  There was no doubt in Ned's mind as to what would soon be happening in the bedroom that he shared with his beautiful wife each night, the bastard would be propositioning her ..................sex in exchange for the much needed mortgage extension!  Ned figured that Julie would soon come running out of the bedroom refusing to go along with it, or she'd be screaming for him to come to her aid, but there was no way would she agree to having sex with him................................not sex with a big black brute of a man!

Keeping his eye on the clock, seeing that five minutes had already lapsed, Ned told himself 'Naw ........................she wouldn't .............................not with a big black guy!  She wouldn't ever have sex with a black guy, especially as she's not on the pill ...........................she'd never take the chance of letting him cum in her ...........................at least not without  a condom on!'  Seeing how much time had lapsed, Ned couldn't help himself as he needed to see what was going on, thus he quietly made his way down the hallway to where the master bedroom was located.  'Oh, their just talking about how the extension would work and as to how we'd make added payments to catch up and become current on our mortgage!' Ned tried to convince himself.

 A couple feet away from the open doorway to the master bedroom, Ned leaned against the hallway wall so he wouldn't be seen, bending his head toward the doorway in hopes of hearing their voices.  He didn't hear any voices talking, but thought he heard movement atop of where the bed was located, and thus he began edging forward slowly so he could peer into the bedroom.  There on the floor was the white pair of 2" heels that she had been wearing, with her yellow dress partially covering them, then it was topped with her matching lacy white bra and panties.  Then he heard his wife as she panted out "Oh, Mr. Johnson ..................................you're so bigggggggg!"  Ned swallowed deeply in hearing Mr. Johnson ask her "Have ya ever wondered if that myth about black men is true, Mrs. Morris?", to which he heard his wife reply "Yes!"  "And is it true, Mrs. Morris?" Ned heard his wife being asked, then heard Julie's response of "Oh, yes .............................most definitely!"

Crooking his head further past the doorway, Ned's jaw dropped wide open at the erotic black and white scene taking place upon the king-sized bed that he shared each night with his beautiful blonde wife, as he thought 'My God, Julie's letting him fuck her!'  Only now, she was sharing their bed with a big black bastard, and from the looks of things, it appeared that his lovely wife was no longer reluctant in having another man fuck her ..........................even if he possessed a big black dick that could very well knock her up ........................................for he saw no 'raincoat' in use as the big black cock continued to pump in and out of Julie's tight little twat!  Then he heard the appraiser groan out "Oh, Mrs. Morris .............................I's a gonna cum in ya!"  What came as a shock to Ned was that of his wife's reaction to that comment, for her arms came up to embrace the black bastard, her legs crossing over his black ass, then she was locking her ankles together to squeeze all the potent cum out of him.       


Mr. Jeff Norris (27) and Mrs. Kelli Norris (26), married two years, no children, currently 3 months behind in their mortgage payments:

Having started out in the property management field right out of college, Jeff Norris had worked his way up far up in the company in five short years, and things looked quite promising as he was working for a well-noted company that dealt with commercial real estate throughout the nation.  Unlike the restaurant business where the impact of the pandemic was immediate, it was two years after the pandemic hit that the commercial real estate business began to see the side-effects of what had been taking place in businesses nationwide.  Large businesses had gone into the practice of remote work, their employees working from home and getting their work done there and forwarding the results via the internet, thereby cutting the need for office space.  More and more, large companies found the savings associated from employees working remotely, and thus lease renewals were for way less square footage.  

It was like the first domino falling and then it was one after the other, first occupancy rates in commercial buildings fell drastically, to be followed by drastic drop in lease rents to attract potential new occupants.  And lately, private companies owning the commercial buildings found that it was cheaper to default on their commercial mortgages, with their turning the keys to the building over to the banks holding the mortgage.  With one commercial property after another folding and being turned over to the banks, his company was in dire straits as the loss in business resulted in there being too many employees in its employment.  Although he was highly regarded in his company, the top executives had no alternative but to initiate a reduction in its staff, and the decision was made to make the cuts on a last-in being the first to go regardless of performance.

When Jeff was a junior in college and majoring in business administration, he met Kelli Martin at a social held between his fraternity and her sorority, learning that she was a freshman majoring in education.  They began dating shortly after that dance and soon they were an exclusive couple and not dating others.  Once Kelli graduated from college, she became an elementary school teacher, and their combined income meant that they could easily quality for a mortgage for a starter home.  Marriage came a year afterwards and they were off house hunting, looking for a place to settle down and eventually start a family together.  Being in finance, Jeff wanted to be cautious and not get themselves over-extended in any way, thinking it best to start off slowly.  The house that Kelli fell in love with made Jeff a bit nervous as it seemed out of their range, but he wanted to please his beautiful wife, so he reluctantly agreed to go for it.       

Reading over the file of the young couple before meeting them at the house, Rufus Johnson checked out the website for the school where Mrs. Kelli Norris taught at, then got to see a picture of the lovely young beauty and he licked his lips while thinking 'Oh, yes ..........................ya definitely will qualify getting a mortgage extension from me .............................jist spread those sexy legs fer me and ya got it!'  Meeting the young couple, Rufus had the young beauty show him around the property, then gave her husband some paperwork to fill out for the mortgage extension.  With the beautiful and innocent young wife leading the way to the master bedroom, Rufus saw the worried look on the face of her punk husband.  He then saw the punk turn to look up at him from where he sat and Rufus couldn't help but to give him a wide knowing smile.  As his wife led the way down the hallway, Jeff swallowed when the black bastard turned around once more to flash him that smirking grin on his face.  Leaning forward so he had a better view leading down the hallway, Jeff could make out his wife reaching the master bedroom as the black bastard trailed right behind her.  Craning his neck, Jeff heard Kelli's voice saying "And this is the master bedroom, Mr. Johnson!"

In turning to face the mortgage appraiser, it was then that Kelli noticed that the bedroom door was nearly closed, apparently done so by Mr. Johnson as she had followed her into the bedroom.  Kelli swallowed in nervousness, then realized 'Oh, how dumb can I be?  He didn't just want to see the master bedroom ....................................he wants to use it ....................................with me getting into bed with him .......................................to have sex with him in exchange for his recommendation of the mortgage extension approval!'  She looked towards the doorway once again, hoping to see Jeff appear and take her out of the bedroom.  Then she recalled how Jeff had looked up at her when Mr. Johnson had requested "Now show me the master bedroom, Mrs. Norris!"  With the rest of the house already being shown, Kelli had not been phased by the comment, thinking only that it was the last room to be shown to the mortgage appraiser for him to complete his home inspection. 

With each prior room showing taking no more than five minutes apiece to be shown, Jeff began to perspire profusely now as it had been over ten minutes since Kelli had led the way down the hallway to where the master bedroom was located.  He had last heard his wife's voice when reaching the bedroom and telling Mr. Johnson they had reached the main bedroom, but since then he had not heard any other voices.  Cranking his neck once again, getting up from his chair to lean over for a better view down the hallway, Jeff swallowed deeply in seeing that the bedroom door was nearly closed all the way.  Not having heard the door close shut and from the angle of the door, Jeff surmised that it was left partially open, and now he could feel his heart thumping madly in his chest.  Swallowing deeply once again, wondering what was taking place down the hallway, the head between his legs throbbed and stiffened in telling him that there was only one logical thing that could be happening down there.

When Jeff had looked up at his wife when Mr. Johnson told her that he wanted to be shown the master bedroom, he had looked up at Kelli and had wondered if his rather naive young wife had caught the drift of the big black appraiser.  Jeff had certainly caught the bastard's drift by that comment, with his devious grin confirming his vile intent, then that second look back at him when halfway down the hallway cemented it.  Jeff knew at that point that the mortgage extension solely rested on his beautiful wife ..........................all dependent as to whether she'd be willing to spread her legs for the horny black bastard.  Looking down at the packet of papers given to him by the mortgage appraiser, Jeff flipped ahead several page to where there was pretty much a blank sheet with no questions on it but it had a short comment in large print stating 'If your pretty wife is not back by the time you reach this page, that means she's currently in the process of getting that extension approved!  Come and check it out, she how she's doing, as the bedroom door has been left partially open for you to peek on in!'

Jeff wished that he had been a fly on a wall in the master bedroom, watching how his beautiful but very naive young wife reacted when unexpectedly propositioned by the big black bastard.  He had missed Kelli frantically looking over toward the nearly closed bedroom door, hoping that he'd come to rescue her from being all alone in the bedroom with the lusting black mortgage appraiser.  She had come to realize that he had not just wanted to get a view of the master bedroom's condition, but to use it in a rather diabolical manner ..............................this black man wanted to have sex with her on the very bed that she and Jeff shared each night!  The bastard was no longer playing coy with her, advising "Don't look for yer hubby to come to yer rescue, sweetie .........................................he knows very well why I's wanted ya to show me the master bedroom .......................................so we could be all alone together!"  Not knowing what to do, panting nervously as she tried to think, the was told "The approval of the mortgage extension is all up to you, Mrs. Norris ...............................yer husband knows it too ...................................so why don't ya get outta yer jeans so we can git started!"

Frozen to the spot and unable to move or communicate, Kelli merely looked down as Mr. Johnson reached out towards her, pushing up the front of her pink blouse to unbutton her jeans and pull down the zipper, then he was using both his hands to pull down her pants.  With her jeans puddled around her ankles and calves, she then managed to move her left foot over to the right side, stepping on the back right leg in order to step out of the garment.  She then used her right foot in the same manner, stepping out of the other pant leg, leaving her with just her lacy pink pair of panties from the waist down.  "Take off yer pink top now, Mrs. Norris!" she was told, to which she complied by pulling it up and off her head, leaving her standing there in just her matching lacy pink bra and panties.  As his large hands reached out towards her, Kelli closed her eyes and sucked in her breath, shivering as her sensitive nipples were being thumbed through the outside of her thin lacy bra. 

Hearing him tell her to take off her bra, Kelli kept her eyes closed as she complied by reaching behind her back to undo the clip and letting her bra cups loosen and then the flimsy garment fell atop of her pink blouse when she let the garment fall from her arms.  She uttered a slight gasp when her bared nipples were being thumbed once again, without her lacy bra covering them, for this was the very first time she was being touched so intimately by a male other than her husband.  She shuddered when the large hands left her breasts and began sliding down her trim waist, then Kelli gasped once again, for her panties had suddenly been pulled on down over her hips, and felt the lacy garment fluttering down over her legs.  Then her hands were grasped at the wrists, being guided to the fron to Mr. Johnson's bulge, and after running her petite hands over him, she was told "Now take it out fer me, Mrs. Norris!"     

Peeking into the partially closed door to the master bedroom that he shared with Kelli, Jeff swallowed deeply in seeing the king-sized bed being occupied by his beautiful wife and the mortgage appraiser.  He observed the pink blouse lying in a pile of clothing atop of the jeans she had been wearing,, topped by a matching pair of lacy pink undergarments, and there next to his wife's clothing was what Mr. Johnson had been wearing.  Looking towards the bed, Jeff observed his wife's pink soles and toes atop of Mr. Johnson's broad black shoulders, with the contrast of black and white upon his marital bed making his boner spring to life.  Then Jeff heard Kelli's voice panting out "Please ..........................Mr. Johnson .........................'No'!  Please don't cum in me!"  It was then obvious to Jeff that the black bastard was fucking his beautiful wife bareback without any type of protection!  Hearing the bastard grunting atop of Kelli as he humped away at her, seeing his ebony body stiffen and then the quivering of his big black ass, Jeff knew what was taking place at that instant on the bed that he and Kelli shared each night. 

It seemed as if Mr. Johnson's big black butt continued quivering for a couple of minutes, making Jeff wonder just how much gooey semen was being ejaculated up into his beautiful wife's fertile womb.  Jeff continued watching as he unzipped the front of his pants and reached on in to give his stiff boner some breathing room, wanting to see the black stud dismount off his wife ............................excited at the thought of seeing another mans' thick spunk oozing out of his beautiful wife's well-fucked pussy!   Wanking away at his throbbing boner, Jeff watched as the appraiser reach up to grab the back of Kelli's ankles, lift her legs from his shoulders but keeping her legs high up in the air.  Jeff saw the big man turn and reach out, grabbing his cellphone but not all of his foot-long dong had been pulled out of Kelli, for the bloated cockhead was serving as a plug to keep his cum inside while the bastard took pictures of their joint union.  Jeff's eyes widened upon seeing the uncorking of his wife's cunt and the resulting gush of thick cum pouring out of his beautiful wife, all while the bastard took pictures of the wet puddle of goo forming atop of their bed.. 

Days later, having a day off while Jeff had to work, Kelli was doing some vacuuming and a bit of housework when she was headed into the master bedroom.  With the way sunlight was coming into the house during that time of day, Kelli noticed some unusual streaks on the hallway wall.  Taking a closer look, it appeared that some kind of liquid had gotten onto the wall a couple feet above the carpeting and had flowed down to the top of the baseboard.  Going to the bathroom and wetting a washcloth, Kelli returned and wiped a portion of the hallway wall, turned the washcloth towards her and she then observed the white residue that she had just wiped off the hallway wall.  What she had wiped off the wall was white in color and looked a bit crusty, looking like dried milk, but milk was one item that they did not have in the house, and with her heart beating faster Kelli then used her fingernail to scrape off a dry portion and watched white flakes flutter down to the carpet. 

Looking at where the stains were on the hallway wall, then towards the doorway of the master bedroom, Kelli was breathing heavily as she pulled the door partially shut ..............................as she remembered looking towards it that day when she was alone with Mr. Johnson in the bedroom!  Then, in putting her face to the hinged portion of the door and door jam, Kelli gasped in seeing that it provided a clear view towards the middle of the king-sized bed that she and her husband shared.  'But Jeff said that he didn't see anything .................that he didn't want to see me with another man!' she told herself, but in rubbing the dry crusty flakes between her fingers, such was definite evidence to the contrary.  Recalling how much bigger Mr. Johnson was in comparison to her husband, how he had hovered over her, Kelli once again peered through the door opening and realized that 'From this angle, Jeff would only see my feet atop of his shoulders, along with a part of my ass with his massive black cock fucking in and out of me!'        

Playing back the events that took place after Mr. Johnson's departure, Kelli had turned onto her right side and had pulled the sheet up over her body, then Jeff had come into the master bedroom to console her.  She sniffled while blurting out that "I let him ...............let him have sex with me ........................to get the mortgage extension!  I'm so ashamed!  I hope you didn't see it!"  Kelli remembered Jeff consoling her while stroking her upturned left hip through the thin sheet, telling her "I suspected that Mr. Johnson would be propositioning you in the bedroom ..........................I didn't want to interfere with the decision you made ..................................and Mr. Johnson let on to what took place here in the bedroom when he left, leaving a written mortgage extension approval!  And I didn't see anything ...........................I just didn't want to see you ......................having sex with another man!" 

'So, what did Jeff enjoy seeing most ...............................when he shot off and spurted all over the hallway wall?  Was it seeing Mr. Johnson fucking me with my feet on his shoulders?  Or when the black bastard finished in me and held my legs up in the air with his hand on the back of my ankles ...................so he could take pictures of his cock still in me like a plug?  Or was it when the bastard pulled his big black cock out of me to take more pictures of his filthy slime oozing out of my wide-stretched cunny to puddle onto our marital bed?' Kelli wondered.  Then she remembered what took place later that evening, after the sheets had been stripped and the bed remade, how Jeff took her in his arms to comfort her.  She felt his stiff penis feeling harder than ever, and he was trying to convince her to make love with him in saying that "It'll make you feel better in knowing that you had sex with your husband last!"  Kelli sucked in her next breath upon realizing that 'I felt so ashamed and didn't want Jeff to feel how Mr. Johnson's big black cock had stretched me out  .............................but that's what Jeff really wanted .......................to feel how stretched out I had gotten ................................after watching Mr. Johnson fuck me from the doorway!'

Upset with her husband for lying to her, realizing that he had indeed watched her having sex in their master bedroom with the black appraiser, Kelli fumed as she thought 'The next time we need an extension, I'll tell Mr. Johnson to leave the door wide open!  And then when he leaves, I'll tell Jeff to make love to me as it's make me feel better ............just like he had tried to convince me!  Then he can out how big a 'real man' is and how hot his cum feels inside his wife's cunny!  I'll show that bastard!  And if I get knocked up and give birth to a little black bastard, Jeff will be the one getting up in the early morning to feed it!'  Continued thinking as she fumed, Kelli then thought 'Maybe I should call Jeff to come to the master bedroom ..........................when I'm naked with Mr. Johnson ..................to have him get Mr. Johnson a drink and a glass of white wine for me!  And when he returns with the drinks, I'll tell him that he can stay and watch .................................but if he does, he'll have to lick me clean when Mr. Johnson is done!'  

     
Mr. Ross Bennett (33) and Mrs. Elle Bennett (32), married 6 years, 1 child (8 months), behind in mortgage just over 4 months:

Both Ross and Elle Bennett felt very lucky to have had the fortune they did when the pandemic hit, feeling sorry for the restaurant owners and workers who were immediately affected by mask mandates and the new rules that pretty much curtailed indoor dining.  Ross was working for a national REIT that owned commercial buildings throughout the nation, while Elle was working with a firm specializing for the handling of payroll checks for companies with employees working in her city.  In fact, one of the companies using the firm that Elle worked for was her husband's company, so everything looked rosy in regards to each of their job statuses.  With things seemingly getting back to normal with restaurants reopening and mask mandates done away with, they had upgraded to a more luxurious home in a better neighborhood. 

Ben's job as building manager of the five-year old or relatively new Cascade Center, basically an expensive office building, was that of coordinating any repairs needed to the structural or common areas of the building.  So basically his job was to call the specialty contractor needed to handle whatever type of repairs needed and to make sure the job got done, that plus making sure there weren't any liability issues where a person could get injured due to wet floors or a defect in the building.  Ben was aware of the drop in numbers as to people coming and going into the building during the pandemic, but with most tenants large national or regional firms, such was mainly due to remote working from home.  But he merely assumed that they'd all be returning to the office once everything fully got back to normal.

So it was quite a shock to Ben and all the others who worked with him when their company suddenly gave up trying to make a go of the building and turned the keys over to the bank.  It appeared that their number showed that they were better off just turning  the keys over to the mortgage company rather than holding on to a loser of a commercial building. Working one day and unemployed the next, the two week severance pay received would not go very far, and the recent upgrade in the new house purchase took a lot of the savings they had built up.  In looking around for a job opening in his field, Ben found that other large commercial buildings were facing the same kind of problems with tenants looking to downsize in rental space and even moving to the outskirts of the city. 

A week later, Elle came home in total shock and disbelief, telling Ben that there was an office meeting early that day and several other national firms like his just turned the keys of commercial buildings over to the banks as they'd lose less money than trying to keep them going.  Elle had not lost her job, as the company did not want to lay anyone off, but the decision was to have everyone share in the burden by having everyone's hours cut in half and that also went to one's monthly earnings.  So from that next week on, it'd be going to work every other day for Elle, working M-W-F that week and then Tu-Thurs the following week.  With this change of events, total household income had been reduced to just 20% of the prior month. 

With no choice but to let the mortgage go into arrears, Ben finally found another job, one with a smaller firm and the pay was less but it now gave them some hope in getting back onto their feet.  But with the amount they'd owed and were arrears in, the bank notices were beginning to pile on up, then came the call from an appraiser working with the mortgage company saying that the company was needing a mortgage appraisal be done and was requesting an inspection of the property along with his recommendation.  In meeting with a Mr. Rufus Johnson, it was explained that the appraiser's job was to inspect the premises and that it was his recommendation as to whether to pursue foreclosure or to have them grant an extension so they had time to catch up on the arrears. 

When Elle was in the kitchen getting them some coffee before Mr. Johnson explained things to them, Ben saw the glint in the appraiser's eyes as his head had turned to look as Elle's curvy behind, and the bastard made no attempt to hide the licking of his lips in the process.  With the explanation over with and Mr. Johnson saying "Oh, only one item to go  ......................just the master bedroom is left on my checklist!"  Then Elle was say "Oh, I'll show you where the master bedroom is, Mr. Johnson!"  With the appraiser getting up from the table, flashing him that wicked smile before following Elle down the hallway, Ross had his head in hand as he thought 'Well, there goes the extension!  No way will Elle put out for him!'  But with over five minutes having lapsed and there was no sign of Elle nor Mr. Johnson returning, Ross swallowed nervously as he got up slowly from the table and made his way down the hallway to where the master bedroom was located.             

'Ohhhh, Goddddd .......................Elle's doing it .............................she's actually putting out for him!  I'd have bet my last dollar that she'd never go for it .........................would never let the black bastard touch her, much less letting him put his cock in her!'  He had even broached the subject matter the night before, especially know how beautiful his wife was, hinting that "I've read about some of these guys trying to take advantage of his kind of situation ....................where they proposition an attractive woman to get what they want from them!'  But his wife had just laughed it off, telling him "Oh, Ross ..............................you're letting your imagination get away from you!  You've been reading too much of those sex novels!  That'll never happen!"  In looking into the master bedroom and the activity taking place on the king-sized bed, Ross thought 'I was hoping to blame her for not qualifying for the extension!  But I guess she really wants to keep this house!'

Looking down at the carpeting, Ross could see a portion of the 1" black heels that she had been wearing, but much was covered by the black pair of slacks Elle had been wearing as they were now puddled around them.  Atop of Elle's black pair of slacks was the long sleeved purple and blue blouse that she had been wearing prior to her showing Mr. Johnson the way to the master bedroom, then atop of her blouse were her lacy white bra and matching pair of panties.  Looking back up, the black and white scene atop of the bed made for quite an erotic sight .............................his wife's ivory white legs spread wide as the big black humped away between them!  A cold shiver coursed through Ross' body upon hearing his wife's voice panting out "Oh, God ...................................oh, Mr. Johnson .....................................you're so much bigger than my husband ...............................oh, so much bigger .........................................and so much better!  Oh, fuck me .........................................fuck it to me ..................................ohhhhhhh,yessssssss ........................................oh, so deep .......................................oh, God .........................................yesssssssssss ........................................................................pleaseeeeeeeeeee, keep on fucking me!"   

Hearing how his wife was begging the big black fucker to give it to her, then seeing her ivory white legs encircle his black ass, then saw Elle's ankles locking together to keep him in the saddle.  He sensed from that their own lovemaking that fuck session would soon be coming to an end and that Elle would squeeze her legs and cunny at the same time to milk that cock in her.  Ross merely assumed that Mr.Johnson must have put on a condom or else his wife would surely be in a panic at this point as she wouldn't want him cumming inside her pussy.  Then Ross heard Mr. Johnson tell his wife "Oh, sweetie .....................I's gotta pull out now or I's gonna cum in ya!  And I''s ain't shooting no blanks, Mrs. Bennett!"  To his horror, Ross heard his beautiful wife pant out "No ...............no ......................don't pull out ..........................it feels so good!  Shoot it ........................shoot it in me ........................I don't care .........................just don't pull out, it feels so goodddd!"  "Is this better than your husband, Mrs. Bennett?" Ross heard his wife being asked, then heard Elle's voice panting out "Oh, yes ...................yessssss .........................so much better .................................it's so good to have a 'real' man fucking me for a change!"  Having heard that exchange, Ross's eyes bulged out in seeing his wife's legs tighten around the big black butt, and then she was humping up to him.  Seeing the bastard's big black butt begin to quiver, Ross knew what was taking place at that instant, wondering just how much scum he was ejaculating up into Elle's fertile womb. 



Mr. Ben Avery (29) and Mrs. Lori Avery (28), married 3 years, no children, 5 months back on mortgage payments:

Lori tried to console her husband, telling him not to worry as "I'm sure the appraiser will see that we're trying our best to catch up on the payments due when he comes to inspect the house tomorrow!  And with you getting back to work now, he'll see that we'll be getting back on our feet and up-to-date with our bills!"  When her husband brought up the subject of hearing stories of how unscrupulous men took advantage of a couple's dilemma, especially if the wife is attractive, she had laughed it off in telling her husband that he had read too many fantasy stories on the internet, but she had heard such stories from other women who had in fact been propositioned and could get whatever they wanted by spreading her legs for the bastard.  It amounted to a sort of blackmail, but that was what blackmailers did, forcing an attractive woman to have sex with him in exchange for whatever she was in need of.      

Smiling to herself, Lori thought 'Ben thinks I'm so innocent and naive that I'd be shocked out of my mind if I was ever to be propositioned for sex!  We dated from when I was a freshman in college and he was a sophomore, then two years after graduation before getting married!  Ben believes the story of me losing my virginity to a boyfriend in high school and that was the only time I had sex with a male before him!  He has no idea that I was the hottest slut in my high school, that I was going with a high school dropout who was a bookie ........................who got the basketball players on the high school team to keep the winning spread under a certain number ............................so he could win a lot of money ....................................with their payment being me for the weekend .................................and all the jocks on the basketball team with big and BLACK!'

'With my bookie boyfriend meeting his demise in a drug deal gone bad just before I graduated from high school, that's when I decided to become little 'Miss Innocent' when I got accepted into college and played that role to the hilt.  The college was close to my grandparents' place, where I could unwind if needed, then my parents retired and headed off to live in Florida once they helped me take care of my tuition costs in my last year.  So Ben has no clue why our wedding really was not in the town where I grew up, nor were any of my high school friends invited, I didn't want him getting wind of what a slut I was back in the day.  With us working near the college town and near my grandparents', he bought the story that having our wedding here would be the perfect place as all my close friends were from the sorority and this town would be the ideal place to reminiscence of our college days.    

Once Mr. Rufus Johnson arrived and introduced himself as the mortgage appraiser, Lori saw that glint in his eyes and knew what would be needed to get that much needed mortgage extension.  She had it all figured out, planning on letting him proposition her, then she'd start the negotiations for a new deal ...............................first by indicating that he had to use or condom or pull out in time ............................since she wasn't on the pill and this was the worst time of the month for her!  In reality, she was on the pill and with no condoms handy, Lori knew he'd agree to pulling out in time!  But from all her experience dating back to her high school days, she chuckled to herself in thinking that 'No guy has ever wanted or even able to pull out once my snapping pussy squeezes on his dick!'  With the master bedroom last on the list, Lori led the way down the hallway and into the bedroom, turning about to face the man with her marital bed in the background.  "This is the master bedroom you asked to see, Mr. Johnson!" Lori advised with a wide smile on her face.

'Damn, Lori's showing him the master bedroom now ........................bet he's about to proposition her right now!' Ben thought, having seen the glint in Mr. Johnson's devious eyes along with that smirk of a smile that he flashed to him when he got up from his chair to follow Lori down the hallway.  Resting his head in his hand, knowing how innocent and naive his wife was, Ben figured that 'I better get ready!  Lori will be yelling tor me or screaming bloody murder any second now!  No way will she go along with any kind of proposition .............................anyway, not one where it involves her spreading her legs for another guy .......................especially a big black guy like Mr. Johnson!'  Picturing his beautiful wife just down the hallway, alone in their master bedroom with the devious mortgage appraiser, Ben concluded 'Well, if I was in his position with a chance of bedding a beauty like Lori, I'd take the chance and proposition her too!'    

Looking at the clock on the wall and seeing that five minutes had gone by since his wife had led the way down the hallway to where the master bedroom was located, Ben was getting nervous as he hadn't heard a peep out of Lori as yet.  'The only way she'd let him touch her at all is by force!  Oh, God .........................don't tell me he gagged her and tied her up,m so he can rape her in our bedroom!  I better go and check it out .....................I've got to step in if he's forcing her ...............................I can't let him rape her!' Ben told himself as he got up and quietly proceeded down the hallway.  There was no noise nor any commotion coming from the bedroom, so Ben moved slowly and quietly as he approached the open doorway of the master bedroom.  Moving slowly so he could take in a portion of the bedroom, Ben observed the 3" black heels that Lori had put on to look sophisticated before the appraiser's arrival, followed by a clothing pile consisting of the skirt she had been wearing along with the long sleeve black pullover sweater.  His wife's black lacy bra lay next to the pile of clothing, followed by a pair of matching lacy black panties, then he heard some rustling sounds coming from atop of the king-sized bed in the bedroom.   

Bending forward further so he could peer into the bedroom, Ben could not believe what he was seeing taking place upon the bed that he and Lori shared together every night.  Her trim and flawless white legs were widespread, toes curled on her right foot, with Mr. Johnson's big black body between her sexy legs.  He could see that no condom was being used, then Ben thought 'Thank goodness Lori's on the pill!  She won't get knocked up by him!'  Then he heard Lori panting out "Mr. Johnson ..................you can't cum in me ...................you need to pull out!"  Ben felt good at that point, for at least his wife didn't want another guy cumming in her, even with her being on the pill as his wife must be reserving that pleasure just for him alone!

"Oh, Mrs. Avery ..................I know I promised ya I'd pull out before cumming in ya!  But damn, yer pussy feels so good squeezing me!  How about me lowering the mortgage rate by a half percentage point fer ya?" Ben heard the appraiser pant out to his wife.  Ben chuckled to himself, thinking 'No way is Lori going for that!'  Shock set in when Ben heard Lori's sweet voice reply "Make it a whole percentage point ..............................then you can cum in me ......................because it's a big chance that I'm taking should you knock me up with your baby batter!"  With the big man trying to think rationally, it was his lower head calling the shots as he panted out "Damn ...................okay .........................okay ..........................ya got it ..........................a whole percentage point off!"  Ben had to blink twice to make sure he wasn't seeing things or hearing things, for upon getting her answer, Lori had crossed her milky white legs over his black ass and locked her ankles together. 

Ben watched in awe as his once innocent and naive wife was panting out "C'mon, big boy ...........................show me that you know how to use that big black cock of yours!  Fuck it deeper ........................fuck me harder ..............................ram it in me!"  Never before had his wife behaved in such a lewd manner before, putting Ben in a state of shock as he thought 'And the words she used ............................had I not witnessed it for myself .................................I'd never believe it was her on a tape playback!  If I had been watching an X-rated, I'd have thought  that the porn star in that flick sure was ho' or at least a true whore at heart!"  Even having seen the bedroom performance, Ben was in total disbelief in seeing his beautiful wife wrap her arms and legs around the big black bastard, and especially that way she hunched up to him while chanting "Shoot it ...................................shoot it in me .................................put your baby-maker to use ...................................see if you can knock me up with your little black bastard!"  With Lori on the pill, Ben realized that she wanted him to think that he could impregnate her if he was allowed to cum in her, that she had staged things to get what she wanted of the man! 

After watching his wife unwrapping her arms and legs from around the puffing black bastard, seeing all the cum oozing out of her well-fucked slit, Ben returned to the kitchen to finish up the paperwork.  Some ten minutes later, his lovely smiling wife was coming down the hallway towards him, with not a hair out of place.  Far behind her, he could make out the exhausted Mr. Johnson tucking his shirt back into his pants to make himself look presentable.  Ben swallowed deeply in hearing Lori's sweet voice tell him that "Mr. Johnson is so nice, honey ..............................he understands our situation and is not only approving our request for a mortgage extension but will have the bank lower our interest a full percentage point so we can catch up faster!"  As his wife neared, Ben softly asked his wife "Did he try to proposition you in any way?"  Ben swallowed once again as Lori chuckled "Oh, no ...........................you know me,  I'd never put up with anything like that!  I'd never consider such a thing ...................sex with another man, more so a black man .....................that's too disgusting to even think about!  I merely explained everything to Mr. Johnson and he took it all in consideration, hon!  Like I told you .........................you've just gotten a bit paranoid after all the bad luck we've been having  that you're not thinking rationally!"


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